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and smoke some marijuana
Wanna support the fam and count up all the commas
I'm tryna give back to you that's why I do it momma
Dry mouth will fuck up my

See man wakes up, puts on the mask
Man stays tough, foot on the gas
Got a drive, looks on the path
Be a man, pull up your wrath
Focus great

broke
Nigga braggin bout his bitch that pussy dry as camel toe
14 carrot Vs diamonds teeth look like a light show
Bitch I got this 30 on me fuck I'm finna

seen the rain, girl?
Tell me if you can
I'm lookin' out my back door
Before I take a drag
Checkin' for the five oh
Before I hit the gas
Translation
I'm

Don't deny it god
Cus you know that my vision ain't dry
This is an open invitation to a tale to know
Just follow the crumbs of a thousand trails of woe

side
It felt like a landslide. The best that I had, then I'm left with my hands dry
So now I take most from the most, and I am unfazed by who is unfazed

on the gas
Held up a match
Thought I'd never be saved
If this wasn't real
If this was a hoax
Could you explain how we were both toast?
Can't trust my own brain

Register for a gun its legal to protect your life

Shorty just popped a perc, countdown til her mouth is dry
She afraid of heights, well my cock is

Niggas wanna suck you dry 
To the last drop
Disguised as a bitch thick thighs 
And ass shots
I ain't rich but got a hit mind 
Slap box
Born to be

it up
And go fo' it
(Overflow it)
Tuck her in stucco
Chucker and uh oh
So no mo' show before the snow dries up
Eyes up
Prize up
Then you can come

ain't gone diminish
When we pull up no we can't use the entrance
The money don't run dry it always replenish
Cause bitch I got big dawg status I'm gone

Paul Wall really trill but the rest of 'em sus
Guess they wasn't tested enough or just ain't measuring up
Spit unleaded to plus, I'll gas 'em till my

I think abortion should be legal
In fact I think they should sell
Home-baby-murder-kits
At K-Mart, and the gas station
Y'know for those late night

foot down on the gas
I got red on my Glock 9 that's a bloody tool
I got red on my Christian Lous these some bloody shoes
I got red on my jean U's these

car low on gas and full of trash
Checking' the clock, running late
Why do I bother writing down dates?
Looks like just another day for me
An running

mouth get dry when i spit
Favorite day of week is thursday
That's when that deposit hit this
Rappin that i do is part time spend
That little money

you smoking on that gas
But u got fugazi Runtz
So I caught you niggas capping on that shit it should say dunce
You a fool if you let a fool fool you

(Belch)(Excuse me) (TeeHee)
What was you doing with his guy
Cooked (Cook) served fish fry
Wipe  him  down, Leave him out
Let the dish dry
Put two bullets (Two

this bitch
Blowing shit up run it back bitch
Big kwill bitch I keep that stick tucked
These niggas be dry hating and these bands get they bitch fucked

president
No watergate but I bet I got drip
If the levy don't break itz dry az ya bitch
Bet if I hit she beggin me to quit
Cuz she got all wet now she want me

it than I got it, I ain't ever running dry
Don't text me after 4 cuz you won't get a reply
20 minutes after always scheduled for a flight
I'm only

start, shit
Hit the gas fast to private air strip
The guards there were like "stop," — they got hearts split
Caught up to dude, tackled his ankles,

my gwap
Cheese, denero, cash
Watchin for task
Mad dash
And hit-the-gas
And be-outty five- on they motherfuckin ass
I'm tryng to eat first and last
Not

the slums I ain't have a hope
They gon hang they self dry when you give 'em rope
Do me wrong and then act like you didn't know
Had my heart I got hit wit